Defy The Alpha(s) - Chapter 709

Chapter 709: Ignis On Campus

MOON FEED EXCLUSIVE: Lunaris Has Fallen Off. Where Is the CHAOS We Ordered?

Written by: The Oracle

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Good morning, my scandal-starved sweethearts. Gather close once more, fluff your pillows, and brace your souls, because your beloved Oracle has returned with piping-hot tea, and not even protective gloves can save you from this burn.

Lunaris Academy has been far too quiet lately. And you all know I hate quiet because quiet means peace. Peace means boredom.

And boredom? That is absolutely unacceptable.

But do not fear, just when I thought this school was entering its “Christian Camp Era,” Lunaris reminded me why I never, ever put away my investigative heels.

Let’s begin with the Daisy Incident, shall we?

THE DAISY DISASTER: SAFETY? AT LUNARIS? YOU’RE FUNNY.

Sources confirm that our smart-ass Daisy Fairchild had a horrifying encounter on campus grounds — yes, on campus.

As in, the place where students are supposedly safe.

As in, the place that Principal Jameson swore was “secure and peaceful for all.”

All Lies. Bold ones. The type powdered with delusion and served on a golden platter.

Thank the goddess Daisy survived, but the message is clear:

Lunaris Academy has officially lost its grip.

If you hear screaming tonight, worry not, it is probably just the students rehearsing their trauma.

And speaking of karma knocking…

KARMA CALLS: ELSIE LANCASTER, EXPELLED (FINALLY)

My darlings, the universe finally clocked in to work.

Elsie Lancaster, the once flawless, polished, and crowned Queen of Perfection has officially been expelled.

Yes, expelled.

And honestly? That’s the pretty punishment. Because after the Rated-R Revelation heard around the country, everyone expected her to be exiled to the Forbidden Forest. Or launched into outer space. Or blessed with a vow of silence.

But an expulsion? Please. That’s a slap on the wrist with a satin glove.

This, once again, highlights Principal Jameson’s catastrophic inability to lead this institution. Truly, I’ve seen toddlers manage playgrounds better.

Lunaris, sweetie, fire her already.

And if the school board needs recommendations? They can come to me.

I’ll draw up a shortlist of competent adults, or at least wolves who know the difference between “discipline” and “public relations wildfire.”

WHERE IS VIOLET PURPLE? AND WHY IS LUNARIS SO BORING WITHOUT HER?

This campus has been dryer than my aunt’s fasting prayers.

And you know why?

Because our reigning chaos-queen, Violet Purple, and her orbit of cardinal alphas have been missing!

Did they go on a sabbatical?

A private outer space retreat?

A “romantic, possibly scandalous” group vacation?

We don’t know.

But here is what we do know:

Without the Purple Storm and her four-wolf entourage, Lunaris Academy has become painfully normal.

And Natalie — bless her earnest heart — is no Violet. We appreciate her effort at “keeping the school together,” but darling, fun is not something you can laminate and pin to a notice board.

Even worse? With Elsie gone, we no longer have a villainess to mock. Yes, we are starving out here.

THE DRUG WHISPER: SOMETHING SINISTER ON CAMPUS?

Last night, a student (name withheld because I don’t want my nails broken by legalities) was caught with drugs.

Yes. Drugs confirmed at Lunaris.

Rumor has it this particular substance is designed to gift a human with abilities? I don’t know how true that is, but if it is, I’ll say there’s fire on the mountain.

WHO is making anti-wolf drugs? And WHY?

Let’s not resurrect ancient hostilities between humans and werewolves. This isn’t the Great War and we do not want a sequel. Especially not one written by hormonal teenagers.

EXAMS, & HOLIDAYS

Exams are approaching faster than a rogue wolf in heat.The holidays are near, and honestly? I’m praying — truly praying — that the cardinal alphas return before then so we can throw the term party Lunaris deserves.

Probably one with chaos and drama. And hopefully no leaked sex tapes.

(But honestly? I won’t complain either way.)

So stay tuned, my lovelies. As always, I’ll be watching (and sipping tea) to bring you the juiciest updates. Until next time, keep your claws sharp and your secrets sharper.

— The Oracle

“Really?” Natalie whirled around on the swivel seat, fixing Dion with an exhausted glare. “Did you seriously have to drag me into this?”

Dion didn’t even flinch. He leaned against his desk with his hands folded behind his head, entirely unbothered by her playful irritation.

And yes, Dion was one of Micah’s prodigies, trained specifically to take his place whenever he vanished into thin air. People assumed The Oracle was just a dramatic gossip queen with too much free time, but the reality was far more different.

The Oracle operated like a hive mind with their networks all over. And Dion was one of the best and the second to the boss, Micah.

Dion stretched, saying, “The Oracle can’t be partial, otherwise people might begin to suspect. Not to mention, there hasn’t been much to report aside—”

“The drug,” Natalie finished.

“I wanted to say ‘petty dramas’. But whatever you say.” He shrugged.

“So Ignis made its way onto campus,” Natalie muttered, her mind already spinning. “That’s concerning.”

Of course she knew about the drug. There was no way Natalie Avax wouldn’t. Her family received information long before it ever trickled down to the general public.

“Does it really give powers like the rumors say?” Dion asked, genuinely curious.

Natalie lifted a brow. “Why? You want a taste? Want to know what it feels like to be a werewolf?”

Dion rolled his eyes. “Curious, yes, but I’m not stupid. Anything that powerful has consequences. I still love my life—despite the schoolwork I’d gladly escape if given the chance.”

He sighed, rubbing his face. “Actually, what’s more worrying is the comment section. The human students are excited about a drug that can rival a werewolf. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there’s a dark shift lately, Natalie. Something’s coming, and it isn’t good.”

For a moment, Natalie and Dion stared at each other, the air thick with apprehension. Then Natalie cleared her throat, breaking the tension.

“No matter what happens, good prevails in the end.”

She rose from the bed. “I’ll leave before students think there’s something going on between us.”

Dion scoffed. “We could give them content for my next article. I’m running dry with Violet and the cardinal alphas disappearing.”

Natalie smacked her lips. “In your dreams, Dion. Have a nice day.”

With that, she left.

As expected, all eyes turned to her the moment she stepped out of Dion’s room. She was Natalie Avax, after all, people were always watching, and whispering.

Natalie descended the stairs, but midway down someone bumped into her.

“Sorry,” the girl muttered quickly, head lowered, before hurrying off.

Natalie didn’t think much of it until she stepped outside, reached into her jacket and came up with nothing.

Her phone was gone.

Where the hell was her phone?